My soul renders motionless as dawn breaks.
As The blue sky appears my soul gains motion through
The pain and hatred it has taken.
This may seem like a tragedy Doomed to despair.
This may seem like agony as its continuous pain.
This may seem like defeat on his doomsday.
This may seem like his own sins burning in hells fire.
Through all this your hope seems lost only hoping
That you get caught as you fall into your shadows trying to consume you.
Only hoping isn't enough, you have to believe to make it a
Reality that someone might catch you and maybe you won't regret it.
Inside the Mind: Ahhh back in full swing is my signature here. I knew 15 year old me wouldn't disappoint xD. When I think of my old poems this one always comes to mind even though I don't think by any means it's one of my strongest. In fact as far as my signature goes I think it is one of the weakest to use it. I think it's the "This may seem like" lines that make me remember it. Because while I think this is one of my weaker ones I really love that part of the poem. Repetition sure does leave an imprint on the mind for sure.
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Inside the Madness of My Mind
PoetrySome people have suggested I put all my poems in one little package. Well I figured I should do just that. So please enjoy the poems I've written from all stages of my life since I was fourteen years old. I am going to put them in order of of well r...
